Because of my wealth, I'm far away
Let me feel my hand on it
The hot rain that I was facing
That is the fate of the trading child
Uda dear please listen
Alignment is borne by the body
The sun that I face
The will of my parents is unlikely to be my opponent
soaked then paddled
Let me clear the edges
I sat carrying it
Let me be clear with suffering
Already made a baban
It's a mate and a letter
Tears really hold me back
Love will never be lost
by @fahmifah